Hey guys!
So I AM continuing this! Not really sure where it's going but we'll see 😆
Anyhoo hope you like it! I had penned this down a couple days ago on a plane, and I'm not done with the update for Meri Jasbhaat, so this is a little treat to tide you all over. 😳
I'm Sorry, Zoya: Part 3
Asad gently guided her to the settee, and they both sat there, basking in each other's embrace.
Neither realized when sleep had over come them. An hour later, Asad woke up with a slight kink in his neck. Thats when it dawned on him that Zoya and him had fallen asleep on the settee. He turned to look at her, and smiled.
Zoya was cuddled up against him, one arm around his waist, and one leg tangled with his. She was breathing evenly, her almost bare chest rising and falling to its own rhythm.
He drew his face closer to hers, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. Gently untangling her from him, Asad took her in his arms in one swift movement. He held her close, feeling her warmth against his chest, highly aware of the fact that their bare bodies were coming in contact, sending that familiar jolt of electricity coursing through his body.
Zoya unconsciously nuzzled his neck, and wrapped her arms around his neck, sighing contentedly. She was so comfortable.
He took measured strides towards his bed, and on the side facing his closet, he gently put her down. But as soon as Zoya felt Asad withdraw, she frowned. She turned her head left and right, as if in panic.
Asad noticed this. He was used to it. She'd been so used to sleeping in his embrace, that his absence made her uneasy. Even after she'd fallen asleep. Quietly, and as swiftly as his feet would allow him, he made his way to his side of the bed and slipped in next to her.
Zoya immediately radiated to his warmth. She threw her arm over his six packs, and buried her face into his chest, as Asad wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. Asad soon fell asleep as well, and they both smiled, all night long.
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Sunlight streamed in through the numerous panes in the room's window. The couple shifted a little, still in each other's arms.
Zoya was the first to open her eyes. She noticed they were now on the bed. She blushed, realizing her dream of Asad carrying her had in fact happened. Her lips smiled, as she slowly peered up at the Greek God sound asleep next to her through her lashes.
Asad was smiling in his sleep. A teensy, yet visible smile adorned his chiseled and God-like features. Zoya brought her hand to caress the beginning of his dimple. She gently rose her head and planted a soft kiss on his left cheek, nuzzling the same spot with her nose.
At this, Asad woke up. He immediately knew who's nose it was. He opened his eyes and turned to look at the angel in his arms. They both smiled broadly at each other.
"Morning," greeted a shy Zoya, the blush that had crept up her cheeks earlier, deepening.
"Morning," Asad replied, kissing her forehead. He moved down her face and nuzzled her neck, causing her to giggle. His stubble, guessed Asad, smiling at her antics. He drew back, and looked her in the eye.
Zoya could feel her insides melt, as she lost herself in his smouldering gaze. Before she knew it, she could feel his firm lips against hers, causing her to gasp.
Asad kissed her fiercely, running his hands up and down her neck and back, pulling her closer to him.
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